#fartyboy

First client was easy. He was a tradesmen and seeing me on his lunch break so he skipped on out after he ‘came’. He was also an easy appointment because he spent a long time trying to make me cum which allows SO much time to pass (I lay there and zoned out, trying to figure out what color cold cup I should buy for the woman who works the front desk of the hotel. She complimented me on my glitzy fake Starbucks cold cup today. As I lay there while the client struggled, I decided to just buy her the same color as mine 😂 I’ve been trying to figure out how to bribe her for months. Problem solved. 😆).

My next client has dementia, I swear. He sent a few incoherent texts after our last appointment around Thanksgiving. And he texted me 8 minutes ago to tell me he arrived… and he’s still not in the room… 🧐

Also, he wanted to take a shower when he got upstairs. Maybe he pooped himself. But he’s the client who farted in my face while I was giving him a massage during our last appointment. 😂

These old ass men. And he definitely got lost on the way into the hotel just now because he had no explanation for why it took him 8 minutes to find my room since his first text. He’s in his 60’s so he’s definitely having some mental issues. I needn’t talk shit because I’ll be in his shoes some day.